Hello

You turn off the lights
but they remain on in the mind
like whirpools of blue and white
thrown into a blender
of life
with a gentle push
on the shoulder to the other shoulder
warmth in the face
and soft kisses on the lips
and you never knew how it could be
but it could never be
on the doorstep of your house,
eliminated like a bad memory
in the heart of the forgetful
girl
who only used you
and only cared for herself
or did she care too much for your
nerves
when she left
and never came back
like a bruise that never heals.